Where Stars Fall Silent [BL]

Where Stars Fall Silent [BL]

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After dying by the hands of the man he loved the most, Lucien Blackwell thought it would be all over. His pain, his suffering, his demise. He wanted it all to end. But why? "Young Master Lucien, are you awake now?" Why was he looking at the same servant he had killed seventeen years ago? "Lucien! Father said to hurry up so we could eat breakfast with him before he departs for his trip!" Why was he looking at the same brother who took his own life after Lucien framed him for crimes he did not commit fifteen years ago? "My dear Lucien, did you have another nightmare?" Why was he looking at the same mother who he had abandoned in chase for power and glory? "Lucien, my child, why do you look so sullen? Would a gift make you happy?" Why was he looking at the same father who died after Lucien chose the emperor's side? Was he being tortured even in the afterlife? Or was it a newfound chance for him to redeem himself?
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I felt him before I saw him. The air shifted, heavy and electric, and then he was there - filling the doorway of my shop like he owned it. Like he owned me. His eyes dragged over me slowly, deliberately, until my skin burned. I told myself to look away, to breathe, to move - but my body betrayed me. Lucien stepped closer, the scent of smoke and danger clinging to him. He reached out, brushing a single petal from my shoulder, his fingers grazing my skin as if testing how easily I'd break. "You hide behind flowers," he murmured, voice low enough to curl around my spine. "But I see the truth. You're trembling for me." My lips parted, but no words came. My pulse thundered, my knees weak, and still I couldn't step back. He leaned in, his breath warm against my ear. "You don't know it yet, Dahlia," he whispered, "but you're already mine." Dahlia Hart lives a quiet life running her late father's flower shop a haven of color and calm in a world she keeps at arm's length. But one night changes everything. She witnesses a brutal crime, and in doing so, catches the attention of a man who doesn't tolerate witnesses. A man who doesn't let go. Lucien Moretti is cold, dominant, and untouchable a man who built his empire on control, fear, and precision. When he learns that the only person who saw what happened is the daughter of a man who once betrayed him, his interest turns personal. Dahlia is no longer just a threat. She's a loose end. A legacy. A possession waiting to be claimed. But Dahlia isn't as fragile as she seems. And Lucien, for all his cruelty, finds himself drawn to her innocence in ways he didn't expect. What begins as a hunt becomes something darker an obsession. One that blurs the line between protection and possession, desire and domination. This is my first book I hope you like it 🤗

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